Ever want to throttle your co-worker, that well-meaning but slack-jawed doofus always peering over your cubicle? How about your partner at home, always leaving the seat up or making a Hansel-and-Gretel popcorn trail from the kitchen to the couch?

Yeah, the people whom we spend the most time with — officemates and significant others — clearly most try our nerves, too. So why in the world would anyone double the risk?

Romancing someone you're also in a band with is like high-stakes dating, or extreme music-playing. It's the X-Games of both ventures. One argument can, in a single swoop, obliterate both the band and the relationship.

Still, American Gladiators–type musicians like this exist. Bands like the Arcade Fire, Mates of State, and the Swell Season have made it work. Others, like the White Stripes, have been successful musically, but not so romantically fortunate.

There seems to be an ever-rising number of bands out there pushing that incendiary envelope, combining the dating and working worlds. And a bunch of them will be performing in town in the coming months.

Of course, you can't even begin to seriously kick off a discussion about romantic couples who are in bands together without mentioning Fleetwood Mac. In 1974, Mick Fleetwood asked an unknown guitarist named Lindsay Buckingham to join his band, Fleetwood Mac. Buckingham accepted, but only on the condition that his girlfriend and bandmate, Stevie Nicks, could be in the group too.

They were not even Fleetwood Mac's first "band couple" — bassist John McVie and keyboardist/vocalist Christine McVie were married at the time. Together, the five-some scored mainstream success with the band's self-titled 1975 album, but within a year of its release, both relationships had crumbled and dissolved non-amicably. Amazingly, though, the band stayed intact. They persevered through the emotional turmoil everyone was experiencing (the drugs probably helped), and recorded Rumours, which is one of the all-time best-selling albums. (They also went on to produce a virtual carousel of interband hook-ups, but are, against all odds, still together.)

We talked to five couples in bands — some Boston-based, some non-locals, some rock bands, some dance-pop — to see how contemporary band couples handled the stresses of creativity, touring, and generally always being in each others' face.

Drug RugWhen we first started doing press, that's all people wanted to talk about. And we were like, "Fuck, that's so annoying."

Despite their fatigue with the topic — being in a relationship that exists within a band (or vice versa) — Sarah Cronin and Tommy Allen (who's quoted above), of the Cambridge-based, Beatles-esque, lo-fi rock band Drug Rug, are surprisingly welcoming and amicable when I visit them at their Inman Square apartment on a Friday afternoon. Cronin and Allen know what I'm there to talk about, but apparently they're not holding it against me.

Their frustrations are understandable. Much like Jenny Lewis would rather not be known for her childhood acting gigs — starring in Troop Beverly Hills and The Wizard — and Jakob Dylan probably wishes just one journalist would neglect to mention his legendary-rocker father, most couples in bands don't want the "couple" part to loom over the "band" part. But like rock musicians, music journalists are always looking for hooks, and romance is a tempting element to any band's narrative.

Galaxie 500 Byron Coley once suggested that this Boston trio’s career aspirations began so modestly that getting a single into the local bargain bins was Galaxie 500’s main long-term goal.

Going steady Whenever Drug Rug come up in the press (which is happening more and more lately), writers seem to find it hard to separate the band from the relationship between founding members Sarah Cronin and Tommy Allen. Cronin and Allen are not crazy about this.

Dean and Britta Just as Luna’s final album, Rendezvous (Jetset), was a portrait of a band facing an uncertain demise, Back Numbers is an album about moving on.

2009: The year in local pop When I think back on 2009, I feel the same pleasant discomfort you get at the end of a John Hughes movie, when suddenly all the jocks and dorks and punks are good friends. This year, hardcore denizens of time-worn niches came out of hiding and acted all presentable and all sorts of scenes and sounds went behind the bleachers for some unlikely scores.

On with the shows . . . If freezing your ass off builds character, music fans should prepare to develop way too much character over the next few months.

PRIDE AT 39 | June 01, 2009 Not to downplay this year's Pride Week or anything, but the annual weeklong mélange of events geared toward New England's lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgender community is just one year shy of its 40th anniversary. Which makes it sort of like the night before Christmas.

THE CRASH COURSE | May 06, 2009 It was a sunny but brisk Friday afternoon in March when my bike was hit.

EAT IT, HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL! | May 06, 2009 It's a Thursday afternoon at Lexington High, and 20 or so students have congregated in a music room surrounded by racks of folding chairs and sporting a sleek black Steinway baby grand.